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televinita · 27 days

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I've spent this entire 2.5 weeks cosplaying as a level 1 supervisor because one of the actual ones wasn't technologically ready to manage his own team yet (at lvl 2 pay tho), and suddenly I'm told he's ready to step up TOMORROW and I can't believe I'm over here (secretly) like "NO...these are MY team members. Mine! u no touch!"

At the very least I want a two-hour session to tell him all about these ladies and who's good and who needs extra reassurance or help and and and...

(It's possible I have taken my husband's observation that "it seems like a large part of your job so far is basically acting like a mother dog picking up escaping puppies by the scruff of their neck and putting them back where they belong" a bit too much too heart.) (he's not wrong tho)

#this bodes well for my returning to lvl 1 supervisor in the future since lvl 2 (vs. 3) only exists for certain projects that need it #a day in the life of televinita

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dollsome-does-tumblr · 7 years

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televinita replied to your post: what are some romance/romantic comedy movies from,...

Laggies! and Life Partners

Ooh, yes! I watched both of these just once, but I remember liking them a lot. Time to track ‘em down and rewatch one of these days!

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televinita · 3 months

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new record of stopping at 4 libraries in one day, achieved!

I had holds and/or specific books to pick up off the shelf at 2 home-county libraries, plus some at the county next door, and the rest of my day's errands involved me going right past a fourth library so obviously WHY NOT. Why wouldn't I pop in to at least check out their book sale corner, since it's the largest of all the county libraries?

And bully for me, because I found a first-edition copy of Marguerite Henry's The Little Fellow, which unlike the newer edition* was illustrated by the legendary Diana Thorne. It's not in great shape -- no dust jacket, sun-faded -- but where else am I going to get my hands on those illustrations for fifty cents??

*it turns out the newer edition was also extensively rewritten, in part to remove the heavily, heavily exaggerated dialect of the black stable boy (transformed in the 1970s to an older white man). 😬

#a day in the life of televinita #i also went to barnes & noble (just to browse). what an amazing book day.

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televinita · 4 months

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Husband has semi-randomly decided he's into basketball again, so for Christmas he got a TV package that allows him to watch extra games, and considering that I don't watch sports and he has basically never watched a single sportsball game in the 3 years we've been married, it is absolutely WILD to hear that coming from the TV in the background now. Shoes squeaking against the floor? Whistles blowing? Commentators? Dull roar of a cheering crowd? WHERE AM I.

#a day in the life of televinita

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televinita · 4 months

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I hate small independent coffee shops.

Sometimes I'm like, cool, I love that I've grown out of my anxiety! and then a mildly distressing, confusing or unfamiliar situation happens and I melt down on the spot.

(this is long i had to get it out)

BACKGROUND/THE PLAN: get my dad some Real Maple Sugar Candy for Christmas, because he nostalgically mentioned that being his favorite Christmas treat as a kid. Some people online say it's only for sale in season (approx. Feb-March) but there are a flobbity billion small independent farms in the northeast offering such treats for sale online right now, so surely Minnesota has some too. Because I'm not paying as much or more for shipping if I can simply go pick some up myself.

Small local/specialty candy store didn't have any, but after some googling, I found this indie coffee shop, Native-American-owned, that the internet says sells the stuff, so that seems promising. It's near a place I have to go to pick up another present anyway, so, 2 birds etc!

THE TODAY PLAN: Sit in the parking lot for 20 minutes to psych myself up first, because ordering in these places is always awkward AF as you try to find a place to stand and browse what's for sale and where the menu and prices are while the person behind the counter is asking for your order 3 seconds after you open the door.

So to make this as clear and logical as I can, I've decided that I will treat myself to a drink while I'm here. I will simply order the first and easiest thing I see on the menu (small coffee, or perhaps a latte/cappuccino), and then add the candy to my order because it would just be silly to go into a coffee shop for candy alone, right, especially if i get a really small portion of it, depending on price.

HOW THAT GOES: the place seems the usual amount of scary (people sitting at tables and in chairs, all pretty crowded together) but it's also cute, and thank god there are 2 people in line ahead of me so I have a minute or two to peruse. Cappuccino, $4.75, one size! That's perfect. It's probably only 8-10 ounces but still less out of pocket than at a chain store these days. I don't see any candy for sale, so when it's my turn, I order and then smoothly ask if they sell it.

"No, that was just for our pop-up shop," she says sympathetically, in a tone that says she's definitely been asked this before. So, on the one hand DAMN IT!!!!!! But on the other, she didn't make me feel stupid for asking AND I'm getting a nice warm drink out of it soon to combat the cold and blustery day, so I can go home satisfied enough since this was my last stop. After minor confusion when I'm supposed to scribbled a 'signature' with just my finger on the electronic pad, I'm good! This is the best outcome I could have asked for in a case of disappointment!

At this point: I would like to note it's 2:30 in the afternoon on a Thursday, i.e. not when I would expect a coffee shop to be crazy-busy.

WHAT NOW? I'm not really sure where to wait, since everyone else wanted their orders for here rather than to-go, but I just kind of step to the side while she takes the order of the last person behind me, and then gets to work. It's actually quite pleasant at first, because now I can scan the board at my leisure, try to commit some items and prices to memory, might come back here w/ husband actually! It is cozy as long as you can find a spot.

Anyway, it takes about 5 minutes from the time I first started waiting to when the first drink is called. It feels like a very long time standing there increasingly conspicuously while eeeeeeveryone else is sitting down, but I don't think it was. I consider finding a spot to sit and wait too, but the place is about 75% full already. It would be rude to take up a whole table for myself if I'm going to be out of here soon, what if a group of people suddenly comes in.

Second drink is called. I realize now that this is not, in fact, either of the drinks ordered ahead of mine. Starting to get slightly stressed, so I pull out my phone which has no data plan and pretend I can actually browse the internet on it. I don't need a table, you see, because I can play on my phone anywhere! Also I'm totally not impatient!

A third drink is called. It is still not for either of the people ahead of me.

HELLO ANXIETY MY OLD FRIEND: I find while looking down at my screen that my eyes are suddenly full of tears, as if I were back in college or the one and only time we tried to go out and do something with husband's friends. Because I SHOULD have sat down, I realize now, but also now it's too late to ~suddenly~ decide to "casually" sit down like I knew what I was doing and only planned to move now the whole time. Also there are people everywhere, and they will Look at me because movement is an aberration that draws the eye. They truly are every damn where, this place is the size of a postage stamp. I'm beginning to feel like I'm also standing too close to the table with people at it behind me, but I simply don't know how to move now.

The tears blink down. I try to wipe them discreetly but it's a double-attack so I just have to go for it and hope not many people were looking. Well, that sucks and I definitely can't raise my head now, but if I can get my drink soon, soon, soon, I can still avoid looking her in the eye as i grab it and run away and never come back here again. My face is fully red with embarrassment, heart rate is steadily picking up tempo and I have Located The Exits and am beginning to contemplate an upsetting but potential alternate move.

PLOT TWIST! IT GETS WORSE: There are now 3 people standing at the register, so she takes a break to collect their orders before it gets backed up too far, since she's working alone. I am momentarily relieved when one of the new people also stands nearby to wait, even though now I'm occupied in wondering how obvious it is that I'm crying and if he can tell and/or is going to be awkward about it.

I elect to pretend I have just gotten Terrible News and am trying to Hold It Together while tapping out a fake reply about calling someone as soon as I can. That would be a perfectly acceptable reason for an adult woman staring at her phone in a coffee shop to have tears on her face. Bad news is extra-bad during the holiday season.

One of the people ordering seems to be dictating a very complicated order as it is taking longer than average.

I'm also starting to panic about how many more people might have already been in the ordering queue before I got here.

WORSER: And it is at that point, where it has now been close to ten minutes (this would NEVER happen at Starbucks Caribou!) and what if I actually stand here like a fucking idiot who doesn't know how coffee shops work for a full quarter of an hour or even more and it's still not ready?? that I find to my sudden alarm I am crying and can't stop. Silently, but a faucet has been turned on and water is simply streaming out of my eyes. And, oh dear...now my face is starting to contort involuntarily, beyond my control.

FUCK IT, WE BAIL: That's right. I am simply unable to hold it together any longer and have already accepted my losses. It feels awful and stupid and unfair and I might has well have just pulled a $5 bill out of my pocket and lit it on fire, but I have reached my limit. The path to the door is no longer blocked by the line so I beeline straight for it. If anyone tries to stop me or call after me, I won't falter or care, I am Done. No coffee 4 me.

Of course the door I aim for turns out to be locked, so I have to pivot (and pass another table of people), but at least the door I came through is only a few feet away so I'm out a second later, striding away and now full-on sobbing because all I wanted was a goddamn hot drink and it was so scary and intimidating to go into this stupid tiny weird hipster space I didn't even want to go to in the first place, but I DID it only to have to PAY OUT MONEY and still not get ANYTHING AT ALL.

I got in the car and sped out of the parking lot and the coffee shop's line of sight as fast as I could. I hope the worker isn't too upset about wasting a drink/not knowing what to do with it; maybe one of the seven billion people who saw me crying on my way out can let her know I'm probably not coming back, while they gossip to each other about why anyone would do something so weird and not say a word.

SIDE QUEST: ...then I immediately spent like 2 full minutes panicking that my car was suddenly breaking down because it sounded really loud when I accelerated, and whenever I took my foot off the gas it immediately started slowing down, like not just coasting, but like I'd taken my foot off the gas while going up a hill. Pulled over in a panic, wondering what to do if my car died on the spot. Finally realized in my haste to leave, I had put the gearshift on whatever "B" is instead of "Drive." Instantly fixed, but wow what a fun cap to my day!!

AND IN THE END: Stopped hyperventilating pretty quickly once in the car, but still cried intermittently the whole way home. And again when I thought about trying to explain how something this small and silly got me so upset. I cried harder the whole time I was writing this post and reliving the experience while still being really upset that I didn't get my drink (despite paying for it!! but I obviously didn't have the wits to cancel my drink order so I can't get the money back if ingredients were wasted on it), mostly because i NEVER treat myself to fancy coffee drinks in take-out cups. It has literally been over two hours since this happened and I'm still crying.

To be fair, I haven't cried in a while -- about 6 weeks since I cried at all, and longer since I had a full and exhausting weeping session that usually a good sad book can provide me with -- and when I haven't done either of those but especially the latter in a while, the tears get all backed up. But still.

Anyway, that's the story of my really crappy Thursday and in conclusion, I remain firm in my hatred of small independent coffee shops.

P.S. Joke's on me because now between the lost coffee order and the gas I already spent driving to two places in vain, I believe I've spent somewhere in the neighborhood of $8, which would sure have made a dent in the cost of shipping. Far too late to order in time for Chistmas now, though, anyway.

#a day in the life of televinita #a REAL BAD ONE #maybe I can at least stitch this experience into a romance novel setting with a single girl and a heartwarming outcome #...oh hey that thought was just an idle passing one but it actually kind of perked me up and genuinely made me feel better

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televinita · 1 month

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Going north was the right choice, because first I found a Gladys Taber book in an antique store for a dollar! (The First Book of Dogs) No dust jacket, and crayon scribbled on the back cover, but otherwise in great shape, with the most darling 1940s illustrations:

AND THEN I GOT TO PET THIS FLUFFY LIL' CREATURE:

Day: made. I had no idea this store was gonna have a dog when I walked in, either, which makes it doubly good.

#terrible quality photo but I simply had to capture his magnificent floof #a day in the life of televinita #gladys taber

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televinita · 1 month

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I feel fully restored! Just in time to have an absolutely insane first full-roster day in which I multi-tasked like the boss I am, mostly stayed on top of things, and also was so busy that I was going almost non-stop from 8:00-4:30, except for a 15-minute break at 1:10 to finally grab food and another 15-min break shortly after 3 when I think they were finally all too tired to come up with any more questions and just quietly listened to the training video.

The first 15 minutes of the day were pretty quiet too, I guess.

#trying to stay low key this evening and not overdo it #probably already blew it by going out for an hour to library and dollar store AND doing dishes AND making dinner #even if it was just spaghetti with jarred pasta sauce #a day in the life of televinita

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televinita · 9 months

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We had a short but WOMPER of a storm on Wednesday night that knocked out:

our power for 4 hours

the internet for more than a day (got it back Friday morning)

this tree!

#a day in the life of televinita

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televinita · 2 months

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literally the entire winter so far: no snow. we had a couple days of snow after Christmas that lasted maybe a week, and a good 6+ weeks of bare ground.

the day I unexpectedly have to take my dad to the hospital where he will spend the next two nights*: WHAT IF FIVE INCHES AT ONCE TONIGHT

At least after the blizzardy snowstorm from heck, the subsequent day dawned so bright and sunny that despite staying below freezing, ice and snow melted rapidly off the car and the main roads were, if still a little slushy mid-morning, at least not icy and also had dried up fully by sunset.

(*if you're wondering why I've buried the lead, it's because he's fine and while he did need prompt treatment, it's not life-threatening or chronic)

#a day in the life of televinita #anyway I have spent my last 2 days wildly trying to juggle chauffeuring everybody and being emotional support for mom #with a short but intense work project that thankfully is Choose Your Own Hours in a way that these projects basically never are)#and the 5 hours of online training I have to do before the live training session on Tuesday (now 5 days away)#which usually is just like 'yeah yeah the 3 hours of background info on the company and how to use supervisor programs; we've all seen it'#but because I'm stepping up to the Level 3 Supervisor role this year it is now IMPERATIVE I actually focus on and try to retain the new inf

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televinita · 3 months

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VILE!

I got a tin of smoked oysters at the dollar store, not realizing until I got home it was the kind with onions & carrots & red peppers inside as well. "Aw, bummer," I said, at the sight of only like five actual oysters and a lot of space-wasting veggies (which are absolutely disgusting soaked in oil, I discovered while being loath to waste food and gamely hoping at least the onions would be good).

And then, after having a couple of bites, I realized with alarm that my mouth was ON FIRE because the red peppers? Chili peppers, actually. Not bell. The worst firespice I have ever been exposed to in my life.

WHY WOULD ANYONE DO THIS.

#a day in the life of televinita #p.s. omg Firespice would be such a good name for a chestnut pony

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televinita · 3 months

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I wanted to wait until I had a proper photo, but we all know how bad I am at doing that so I will instead simply shout out my estate sale find of the month:

ALPACA-FUR TEDDY BEAR

For five dollars.

My dreammmmmmmmm! Affordable at last!

Every time I pick him up I am overwhelmed anew by THE SOFT. The luxury. The cloud pouf. Whatever the tactile equivalent of ambrosia is, this is it. Somehow it is always even better than I remember.

#me idly passing by the stuffed animals: “oh that's cute”#me casually touching it with the back of my hand: *GASP* *snatch*#at least I assume that's what happened. I think I blacked out with joy at the exact moment of recognition #a day in the life of televinita #whoops that was not the version i meant to post. cleaned up a bit now.

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televinita · 3 months

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I went to a thrift store and bought zero books but I DID manage to drape myself in nearly a dozen new shirts for $35 total because I FINALLY FOUND ONE THAT HAS ACTUAL DAMN DRESSING ROOMS AGAIN.

My euphoric JOY knew no bounds. What a stupid thing to have to be grateful for, but seriously, both Savers and Goodwill used the pandemic as a weak excuse to eliminate them forever, and they pretty much have a chokehold on all secondhand shopping around here. Other than a few pieces received as gifts, I've bought like 10 articles of clothing (maybe less) in the last 4 years and have been getting frankly desperate for some wardrobe upgrades, but between the chain stores' prices, the lack of ability to try before you buy, and shitty store-credit-only return policies, it has just not made good financial sense to even bother looking most of the time.

BUT AT LAST. I HAVE NEW OUTFITS. THAT I LOVE.

#frustratingly it is a bit of a drive so I can't go all that often but maybe that in and of itself is good #a day in the life of televinita

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televinita · 10 months

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Me: off I go! To put three entire books* into the Little Free Library! I’m so good at decluttering!

*two children’s books and a novella-sized paperback

The Little Free Library: Would you like chunky but beautiful hardcover Map of Days by Ransom Riggs, whose width is greater than those 3 books combined? What about one of these other SIX FINE BRAND-NEW HARDCOVERS, at least half of which look interesting, that some kind soul has put here?

Me, taking Map of Days and knowing I will be back tomorrow: ffasjasldfaksjdf (and other curses in Parseltongue, probably). this is why we don’t have bookshelf space, girl.

#also me: *had not actually decided if she wanted to own the Miss Peregrine series and thus had only collected book 1 so far*#a day in the life of televinita #also I grabbed lil Apple Scholastic paperback Help! I'm A Prisoner In the Library! to reread for nostalgia purposes #we'll see how successful I am at returning it

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televinita · 10 months

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Me: (knows I find Zevia soda to have an odd aftertaste)

Me whenever I find a case of it on clearance: I MUST HAVE IT!!

You’ll never guess what happens next.

#but the cans are so pretty and the flavors always sound so good! (cran-raspberry this time??)#which of course becomes By Talos etc #a day in the life of televinita

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